When your chariot leavesin the cold early morning,I awake into flashing darkness.Shadows of seen dreamswander in the pools of my eyes.In my ancestral house,you step inwith an empty desire...but with perfect, pure loveand a billion hungers in your heart.My moody, lazy heart,with fertile fortunesand brimming soul,returns to your idol.As you touch my femininity,with a passionate flute note,I begin my endless restin a private, eternal worldwith my Krishna.
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